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whole to his grave.

The place is haunted.

Haunted?

You mean ghosts?

Only a fool

believes in ghosts.

Spirits never

haunted Driercliff.

Five minutes to

closing time gentlemen.

Only the memory of evil.

You're wanted at

Driercliff House Sergeant.

What is it woman?

Murder.

Alastair himself is it?

I don't know.

Doctor Merrivale

didn't say.

Mr. Holmes would you

care to come along?

Yes I would, thank you.

Watson.

You mark my words,

Alastair has met

the brutal death

of these fathers.

Awe, good

evening Sergeant.

Oh Mr. Alastair,

this is Mr.

Sherlock Holmes

and Doctor Watson.

I took the liberty of...

Mr. Holmes, Doctor Watson.

How do you do sir?

Oh this excellent,

most excellent.

Please come in gentlemen.

Please come in.

And welcome to

Driercliff House.

Now where is the corpse?

Follow me.

It's by the furnace.

The furnace?

Yes poor Davis

he was burnt to a crisp.

Burnt to a crisp.

I say Holmes

this murder seems a

bit of a fiend hey?

At least he's consistent.

Consistent?

Yes the deaths all follow

the legend of Driercliff.

Well as MacGregor puts it

no man ever goes

whole to his grave.

Now you will come in here

gentlemen, won't you?

Oh thank you.

That's right.

That's right.

Yes.

Yes.

These gentlemen have

come about the body.

Why didn't you take

them to the cellar?

Oh no, Doctor Merrivale,

you discovered it,

after all it's your body.

That's right.

I say,

you're

Sherlock Holmes

aren't you?

I am

and this is my friend and

colleague, Doctor Watson.

How do you do?

How do you do sir?

Yes I thought I

recognized you.

You know I followed

your exploits for years.

The detection of crime

is one of my hobbies.

This is a surprise

and a pleasure.

A pleasure I hope

but hardly a surprise.

You saw me at the

inn this afternoon.

Touch'.

This is Allen Cosgrave

and Captain Simpson.

How do you do?

This stressing

business, Mr. Homes,

we were all fond

of Guy Davis.

Davis?

Oh the fellow

in the furnace.

But if he was

burnt to a crisp

how'd you know

that it was Davis?

Well he's the

only one missing.

Besides we identified

him by his cuff links.

Why don't you see

for yourselves?

Come along gentlemen.

Thank you.

May I ask Doctor Merrivale

whether Mr. Davis

also received

the warning of the

orange pips after dinner.

Oh so you know

about the others?

You seem to be

very well informed

about our affairs,

Mr. Holmes.

As a matter of fact

Davis didn't have

dinner with us tonight.

Had he indicated his

intended absence?

No, no he hadn't.

Mrs. Monteith was

quite put out about it.

Pardon me, will

you gentlemen?

Doctor Watson,

what's Mr. Holmes up to?

I haven't the foggiest.

Go on.

You'll find out,

my dear sir,

in good time.

Isn't there something

you wish to tell

me Mrs. Monteith?

Me sir?

Yes.

Please give it to me.

The envelope addressed

to Mr. Guy Davis.

Thank you.

Five pips this time.

How did you know

that she had them?

It's obvious

my dear Watson,

since Mr. Davis

was not at dinner,

Mrs. Monteith

had no opportunity

to deliver the envelope.

Yes of course,

quite obvious.

Where'd you find it?

It was pushed under

the door like the others.

Thank you Mrs. Monteith,

that will be all.

Where are they coming

from, Mr. Holmes?

Who's sending

these things to us?

Is there anyone who might

have a grudge against you?

Have orange pips

any significance

for any of you?

Well?

I seem to remember

reading somewhere

that among some

obscure tribe of savages

orange pips

were looked upon...

as a symbol of death.

Oh really?

Sergeant?

Aye sir.

I think you'd better

telephone Scotland Yard.

We've never

had a telephone

at Driercliff House no.

They're so noisy.

I can make the call

from the village sir.

All right.

It's not often we

have the opportunity

at meeting such

charming people.

You go ahead

I'll follow you.

I'm afraid, Mr. Holmes,

if you don't go

with the sergeant

there's no way

to get back

to the village tonight.

Oh but Mr. Holmes,

there's no need for you

to stay at the inn.

It's such a dreary place.

We've plenty

of room here

and it's much

more cheerful.

I thought we came

here for privacy.

We wouldn't dream

of putting you out.

Oh but I thought

it would be

so nice to have such,

such exciting people

as our guests.

Yes your right.

I'm sure Mr. Holmes'

business in the village

is much more

important, Alastair.

Please Mr.

Holmes we insist.

I think Alastair's idea

is an excellent one,

don't you gentlemen?

You speak for

yourself, Cosgrave.

Come, come, come,

We are all friends.

Aren't we,

or are we?

Guy Davis was

a friend too.

So were King and Raeburn.

You've got to

stay Mr. Holmes.

You and Doctor Watson,

we can put you up.

Any objections

Doctor Merrivale?

This is a tempest

in a teapot Mr. Holmes

but you're

welcome of course.

Now if you'll all excuse

me I'm rather tired.

Good night.

What do you say Simpson?

Glad to have you

gentlemen of course.

Then you will

stay both of you?

Thank you Mr. Alastair

we should be very glad to.

Sergeant will you

have our things

sent up from the inn?

Right away sir.

This is excellent.

I'll tell Mrs. Monteith

to get your rooms ready.

Mr. Holmes,

I must say I

feel a lot safer

now that you

and Doctor Watson

are in the house.

Oh a delight to be of

any use, Mr. Cosgrave.

And well if you would

care to keep me informed

if you should

discover anything

I would be only too

glad to help you.

I'd do anything

to get to the bottom

of this awful mystery.

I'll bear that in

mind Mr. Cosgrave.

Thank you.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Well what do you

make of it Watson?

Well my theory is

its Doctor Merrivale.

Did you take a

look at his eyes?

Rather frightening huh?

Yes but that might

be accounted for

by advanced myopia,

complicated with

a stigmatism.

Well who do you

think it is?

At the moment

I suspect no one

and everyone.

So it's your theory

that Doctor Merrivale

is the murderer?

Yes, yes Merrivale.

Hum.

What about...

what about

Captain Simpson?

Simpson?

I see what you mean?

Do you?

Yes.

There's a surly looking

chap if I ever saw one.

He didn't much relish

our being asked to

stay here either.

Right you are Watson.

Do you suspect

anyone else?

Well of course,

there's old Alastair.

And what might cause

you to suspect Alastair?

He's too good to be true.

What are you looking

for now Holmes?

I wish I knew Watson.

Someone's got a morbid

taste in literature.

Or a thirst for knowledge.

Now Holmes there's

one of them

that's got nothing

to do with it?

Who?

Cosgrave.

Why Cosgrave?

Well he's definitely

got the wind up.

Fairly begged us

to stay just now.

Yes I'd vouch for

Cosgrave all right.

Mrs. Monteith will

be down directly

to show you to your rooms.

I just popped in

to say good night.

Oh thank you.

I trust you'll sleep well.

Oh by the way

Mr. Alastair,

I wonder if you

could tell us

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